"Wow! You are so fucking gorgeous today, baby!"She was all bubbly, noticeably excited.Then I saw why. Behind her stepping across the threshold was a h...ge, grinning, athletic looking, well-dressed black man."Honey, this is Benny Valentine. I saw his corvette going down Harry Hines Blvd. and I flagged him down and brought him home. You like what me liking?"Benny was somewhat uncertain, meeting this hot woman's husbands."So you're another flag down victim, eh?"He laughed."Ah well, yes, I guess I. Leg-cuffs were locked to my ankles with a short 1,5 foot chain in between - despite the layers, sweating, taping of the body, now I would sure not make any rush movements anymore.The other slave now got stood right in front of me, with his back touching my front. His hands pulled back around my body too, with restraints and chains then tied and locked there in place. His helmet got taken off now; his legs also got chained and locked like mine, a belt-strap around our waist securing our bodies. I mean, I didn't even go up her shirt until our passionate kissing led to it, circa our fourth date.And I wasn't the aggressor, here! I KNOW she got a handful of my bulging penis through my pants before I 'reciprocated', in kind!It was on my seventeenth birthday that Trina gave me the present of presents.We were already mutually masturbating and dad was away on business. My grandparents were nearly deaf so we went into my room, unnoticed by them.Soon, we were placing our lips where we used to. ’ Jackie surely didn’t like it. She hadn’t wanted to grow up known as ‘Sam’, which was inevitable. But there it was, until she got into college and shed the ‘Sam’ and the image that went with it, and fashioned herself as ‘Jackie’. And, of course there was the image. She’d been sort of heavy in high school. She wasn’t really fat but she was ‘she’s only material to be a friend’ heavy. She lived with that, sobbed about it personally and privately until a few things happened. Firstly, in college.